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The weight of Silas's gaze pressed into me, steady and unwavering. He didn’t move, didn’t even blink, as if holding his breath and giving me the space I needed to unravel the truth. But the air between us was thick, charged with everything I’d kept hidden, and now, there was no turning back. My fingers trembled as I traced the edge of the Garnet at my collarbone, feeling its pulse slow, steadying with each heartbeat. It felt like an anchor now, the one thing grounding me against the storm that…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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Samwise didn’t budge from his position on the floor by the kitchen sink, probably enjoying the coolness of the tile in the kitchen. It gave me mixed feelings. He should be more protective of Vanessa. Though I couldn’t tell if he knew I wouldn’t hurt his mistress or not. I made the one-second detour to give him a few solid pets on his head, which, again, he did not move from. He only let out a little huff as I made my way upstairs. This house was so much better than her apartment. I was so glad she…
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58.3 K • Completed - Edited
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I held her tightly as she cried into my chest. My shirt muffled her sobs, but I could feel each one reverberate through my body. I hated seeing her like this, so broken and vulnerable. It made me want to tear apart the world to fix it for her. “It’s okay, Ness,” I whispered, stroking her hair gently. “I’m here now. I’ll never leave you again.” She looked up at me with tear-stained eyes, her face red and swollen from crying. “You promise?” “I promise,” I replied, pressing a…
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58.3 K • Completed - Edited
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The library was cloaked in a stillness I’d come to appreciate, the only sounds being the occasional rustle of paper and the quiet creak of wooden chairs. My eyes swept over the aged text in front of me, absorbing line after line on shadow rituals and the intricate, hidden dangers that came with them. The weight of this knowledge pressed on my chest, mingling with the tension I always carried these days. Somewhere in the maze of towering shelves, Mara was gathering books for her own research. The thought…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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I sat there, the weight of my problems feeling a little lighter with every bite of pancake Darcy took from my fork. The tension from the previous night's chaos at The Vultures' clubhouse seemed a world away. Here, in this moment, surrounded by my pack, I found a sense of peace. Pietro's voice broke through my thoughts. "Axel, do you need help with your rat problem?" he asked, his tone serious. I paused, a forkful of pancake hovering in the air. "I need to check in with Torch, the chapter president, but…
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My eyes, clouded with unshed tears, struggled to focus on the figure at the front of the room. Owen's dark hair seemed to absorb the light, creating a cruel parody of a halo above his head. With every smirk tossed in Jasmine's direction, my chest tightened, the pain a relentless tide threatening to drown me. My fingers trembled like leaves in a storm, searching the depths of my bag for the tools of my confession. The pen felt foreign in my grasp, its weight heavy with the burden of my unsaid…
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10.9 K • Ongoing
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The Pyrope Garnet felt heavier every day. Its pulse beneath my collarbone was a constant reminder of the power simmering inside me, a force I hadn’t yet fully grasped. But the cost was becoming clearer with each passing class. I sat at the back of the classroom, pretending to take notes, but the strain of trying to contain my powers had me distracted. My fingers itched against the fingerless gloves, which I’d started wearing to hide the ever-darkening mark. The urge to pull the gloves off and…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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As I stand here, with the blood of my rapist staining my hands, I felt a mixture of relief and dread wash over me. The weight of what I’d just done was heavy on my shoulders, but the release of his final breath brought a sense of closure I never thought I’d feel. I couldn’t help but think about how far I’d come since that night in the alleyway and how much I’d changed. Orpheus and Hadrian took me upstairs, and as they led me into the kitchen, I noticed a cup of hot tea sitting on the counter.…
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The monotony of summer was beginning to gnaw at me, the same four walls of my room closing in with each passing day. The air felt stagnant, heavy with the scent of uneventful days and hidden potential waiting to be unleashed. I needed a change of scenery, a breath of fresh air, and more than anything, I needed to shake things up with Xavier. His presence had a way of turning even the most mundane activities into thrilling escapades, and I found myself craving that spark of excitement he consistently…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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It was strange, how quickly everything could change, even though nothing really looked different. Xavier and I had done this a thousand times before—sitting together, his knee brushing against mine, watching something on TV that neither of us cared about. But now, every little touch felt charged with meaning, every glance full of something new. I shifted on the couch, glancing at him. His attention was on the screen, but I knew better. He was just as aware of this new reality as I was. The…
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